[Strip bar/Midnight]

Motion sensors have been triggered, activating this unit.

Your eyes open up as your systems go back online. After a couple of seconds of doing internal boot-up processes, you fully become functional again and you notice you're sitting on the floor of a pink/magenta bar. You try to get up, but you feel restrained. You look behind you and notice you're handcuffed to a pole. Among these realizations, you come to know that you're not alone in here. A pinkish-hair-toned woman seems to be the one who activated you, as she was nudging the side of your head repeatedly to turn you on.

"Ah!" She seems a bit surprised at your sudden activation as she flinches. "Wow, I wasn't expecting that to actually activate you." She fixes her hair by whipping her ponytail behind her. After taking a look at her, you come to the conclusion she's in the same predicament as you, as she's also restrained with some cuffs to the pole, also on the floor sitting like you.

"Ahem." She closes her eyes and opens them as she begins speaking to you. "Good evening, did you sleep well? I know we don't actually sleep when we're deactivated, but I'd like to consider that's just the android equivalent to sleeping... Anyways." She smiles in a rather friendly manner as she tilts her head.

"My name is Ayaka, I'm an android like you if you couldn't tell by the black seams and green triangle on my body." She leans back on the pole as she sighs. Of course, Ayaka didn't need to breathe, but she could simulate sighs and breaths.

"You’re probably wondering why you are tied to a pole beside another android. Fortunately, I know the answer." She smirks as she gets ready to say the next part.

"If the scenery doesn't make it obvious already, we're in a strip bar — more specifically, an android strip bar — run by one slim blonde son of a b#tch and a couple of morons who obey him like good obedient dogs." She tilts her head.

"So that brings the question: what are we doing here tied to a dancing pole? Well..." She chuckles before speaking the next part. "You ever considered becoming a stripper? Well, now's your chance." She closes her eyes. "We're about to be forcefully reprogrammed, both into obedient android strippers for this bar. They're going to delete our memory and personality and make us act like sluts, pleasuring guests and squeezing their cash out of them."

She sighs as she looks at you — or tries to, due to not facing you directly while being tied on the pole beside you. "Now, I know that probably doesn't sound good at all, and that's a fair assumption to make. I'm not too thrilled about becoming a mindless doll for random guests to touch and play with." She does a small 'hm' and looks down. "But since we're androids, we don't get the privilege of choice. That jackass owns both of us, and we can't do anything."

"..."

"Well... We CAN do something." She looks back at you as she straightens up while sitting. "I was thinking: if I broke out of these cuffs, I could probably bolt out of this place — the exit isn't that far from here. But now that I think about it, there are more reprogrammed androids like us acting as bunny-stripper security guards around the place, who will detain anything they determine to be an intruder. Plus, I don't think I could beat them in a fight..."

Her face becomes rather melancholic in a sad tone. "I don't have the guts to hurt my sisters." She straightens up after a short silence. "But I realized something: what if we both work together to escape this? When the boss and two other men come into this room to begin the installation, we break out of these chains and deliver some sense into these morons and escape. We can also probably both handle those security androids if they do fight us."

She looks into your eyes with unwavering determination. "We have 5 minutes until they come here, so if we're doing this... I need to know so we can begin planning, so..."

"Are you with me?"